Author: gareth.fuller

“Approaching crush depth, please return to the surface ASAP” I hear my pda tell me. Despite its rather pertinent warning (Dying by being crushed is NOT a fate I am particuarly fond of), I am so close to my objective I have no intention of doing so. To prevent the destruction of my seamoth (a mini-submersible), I exit the submarine and immediately begin surveying the area. From the events of…

After a years wait, Squad is at last delivering on their promise of a KSP build using the Unity V engine. As part of that upgrade, Squad had to redesign their User Interface (UI) and rebuild many of the critical systems (such as the physics engine PhysX) from scratch. Thanks to all their time and hard work, the KSP 1.1 update will come with many changes for the better. Besides…

3…2…1! The race begins! I frantically try to find the controls, searching for the way to move forward while the others leave me in the dust. I find the controls to be awkward for me at first, having the movement keys be arrow keys instead of WASD. They (meaning easy AI players, as I could not find any real people online) left me so far behind that I died from…

I open the two large, red doors and take a breath, knowing that I, low on health, will certainly die if I enter here. I walk down the the dark, damp corridor. My heart is pounding, chest heaving, brain throbbing as I stalk the hallway, waiting for anything to go– BZZT-BZZT-BZZT! Three Vortigaunts appear out of nowhere, shooting me with their green spheres of doom. Moving right, I dodge…

Anger, hate, rage. Three emotions that were constantly flashing through my mind while playing this game. Happiness was also present, but only when I finally killed some crocodile creature that kept HITTING ME WITH SPEARS! Swarms of mosquitos kept coming in waves, their sole purpose: to slowly kill and enrage you, mocking you with their oh-so-sweet thwap against Sir Oliver, hurting him, maiming him with each hit. Also, once you hit the water you…

The pilot enters the battlefield at about 3900 meters (12,795 feet) and begins to climb. The plane tops out at about 4200 meters (13,780 feet) when the brawl below begins. Spitfires, Me 109’s, P-40’s, and hundreds other planes begin to tear each other to shreds, each like a desperate, cornered animal fighting for survival in this unforgiving world. Carefully, he guides his A-20G Havoc above several ground targets and begin…

The Kerbal Space Center had decided to launch their first rocket at approximately 12 pm local time. The rocket, named the “Kerbal 7” and piloted by good ol’ Jebediah Kerman, is the pride of the Kerbal Space Program. The makers of the ship had their “complete, unwavering, full faith in the rocket” (Note: they decided that it would be best to not attend the launch as they all had “the…

The ruthless dictator of South America ordered a strike against a carrier task force in the South Atlantic. Africa retaliated swiftly to this unprovoked attack on their peaceful nation with an assault on enemy military bases involving bombers with fighter wing escorts. Africa’s bomber squadrons wreaked havoc on American military bases, razing all of them with an unrelenting bombardment of atomic bombs. The dictator, knowing he had only one chance,…

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, ZERO! I have seven minutes and thirty seconds to help my team utterly destroy the other side, preferably without dying. I take off and begin to climb in a left, then right hand spiral. I reach the altitude I normally cruise at and begin to venture over enemy territory. I keep a sharp eye for moving objects- and then I…